The best loved man or maid in the town would perish with anguish Could they hear all that their friends say in the course of a day.

Maidens! why should you worry in choosing whom you shall marry? Choose whom you may, you will find you have got somebody else.

It would never occur to most of us that 'plants' say anything at all, except in terms of what we read into them, or try to use them for. Yet in their responses to this wonderfully rhythmic and varying earth they are the most expressive of all forms of life.

What is first love worth, except to prepare for a second? What does second love bring? Only regret for the first.

At my door the Pale Horse stands to carry me to unknown lands.

Break not the rose; its fragrance and beauty are surely sufficient, resting contented with these, never a thorn shall you feel.

The evils of tyranny are rarely seen but by him who resists it.